Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The boy who lived....

I was 10 years old when I was introduced to "Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone",part one in the Harry Potter series.I was in love.I am and always will be a sucker for witches,wizardsand far off lands,that really only exist behind brick walls and hidden wardrobes.Since reading the first novel,I have waited in line for every book following the series (Prisoner of Azkaban being my favorite) and seen every movie at the midnight showing (twice by myself).The release of part 1 of part 7(cause you know, they couldn't just fit it all into one damn movie)brings me mixed emotions.I can only agree with what fellow fanatic Harriet said to me;"it's like the beginning of the end of my childhood".

True.Dramatic.But true.

Nonetheless,I was all sorts of giddy and ecstatic to see part 1 with some fellow Harry Potter lovers,and of course,cause it's me,I found it only appropriate to dress in theme.

About Me

I love to dance and I am always hungry.
My sister has a famous blog.
My mom cooks better than your mom.
My brother looks like Slater.
My dad was an extra in Clint Eastwoods "High Noon".
My cousin was a contestant on "studs" in the 90's.
My best friend is the light of my life.
the end.